Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1887-04-01
The sun was shining brightly. and tho

The sun was shining brightly. and the
day promised to be warm.
The sheriff was busy returning his
subp9naes. which were many. Helen's
lawyer had subpenaed host of witt
nesses to support her good character.
while Mothers Tartrum and Grundy
We're on the side Of Arnold. ready To
swear they never thought her as good
as she ought to be.
The hairy mole on Mother Tartrum's
chin seemed to tremble with indigna-
ton when she saw so many "who had
alters thot her nice gal"
Judge Arnold was also busy; his
short whiSkerS elevated to an almost
horizontal position, lodging about from
the sheriff to the attorney for the State.
Now he whispered some sage advice to
the attorney, then he ran back to the
sheriff, then TO the attorney again and
familiarly put his arms about his neck
to draw his ear down, while he whis-
pered that mysterious something. Then
the attorney would nod. smile and feel
flattercd. What all this hob-nobhiur.
whispering and smiling was about, no
one could tell.
What time is the case set for,
squirrel Judge Arnold at last asked.
aloud.
Ten o'clock" answered that impcr-
turbable dignitary of the law. without
looking up from his writing.
Ten o'clock came. and the sheriff.
who had gone after the fair prisoner,
entered with her. Mrs, Bridges ac-
companied her, Poor child, YOU shall
not go alone the good woman said.
The Lord is very good to me in my
Affections. said Helen, devotedly. Il
shall not be alone, for he will be with
me.
Il know 1t, my child, know it; hut
sometimes the prince of darkness
, rules
His rule is brief" said Helen.
They can kill this body, but my soul
is beyond their reach
The above was spoken after the APP
pcarance of the sheriff, with the an
nouncement that it was time to take
up the case"
Helen put on her neat little hat; Mrs.
Bridges came to adjust it for her, Her
face was pale, while one little curl in-
sisted upon hanging out coqucttishly,
though Mrs. Bridges tried to continc 1t.
Wen just let it go, my dear. am
sure you look swectcr by it. said tho
good woman, kissing her. Now we
are ready. Do not be excited. child"
Helen smiled. saying:
Our natural impulses are sometimes
beyond our control, and it makes but
little difference how | look or act. III
am unmoved it will he taken for hard
| cned guilt, if trcmble or weep il will be
supposed to come from guilty con-
science. The Lord give me strength to
bear my burden is my prayer
There was just the least fiuttcr rs the
fair prisoner entered.
a crowd of village loafcrs came pour
ing into the court room. The case had
caused considerable comment, and
brought more than the usual crowd of
| lookers-on to witness it.
Mr.. Layman beckoned his beautiful
| client to his corner of the court room.
and the hairy mole on Mother Tar
trum's chin again tremblcd, and with
Unsurpassed indignation she cspicd
the curl on the broad. white brow.
THE shameful thing tried To
make herself look purity she whis-
| pered to Mrs. Arnold. Guess they'll
cut her hair off when they get her
| thar"
Helen's lawyer consulted with her II
few moments, then decided to hear the
States testimony, and, perhaps, waive
further examination. They would be
| better prepared for Il criminal court
trial, if they heard the testimony of
| the State here.
"Well, are yc readyP" asked the JUS
| tee.
Miss Halle Arnold was called. Her
red face seemed redder than ever rs
she ''stood up to be sworn" The oath
was administered by the justice in his
usual slow, solemn manner, and she
took the seat set apart for witnesses.
Helen sat by her attorney, with Mrs.
Bridges on the other side holding her
! hand.
II never did think much o. that Mrs
Bridges" said Mother Tartrum, chow
kin she set by the side o that thing, an
her Il thief ?''